Studio: Columbia Pictures
Director: Andy Serkis
Writer: Kelly Marcel, Tom Hardy
Producer: Avi Arad, Matt Tolmach, Amy Pascal, Kelly Marcel, Tom Hardy, Hutch Parker
Stars: Tom Hardy, Michelle Williams, Naomie Harris, Reid Scott, Stephen Graham, Peggy Lu, Woody Harrelson
Review Score:
Summary:
While still struggling to coexist with the Venom symbiote, Eddie Brock encounters chaos once again when serial killer Cletus Kasady bonds with a symbiote of his own.
Review:
Comic book movies can’t win. Well, they win at the box office, and whenever someone awards gold statuettes for special effects. With critics and contrarians however, cinematic superhero stories are forced to kick footballs at goalposts that refuse to stand still in the same place.
“This movie is too dumb and silly.” “That movie is too dark and serious.” “A medieval princess possessed by a sentient space slug into building a crystal bridge to an alternate galaxy populated with anthropomorphic animals would never say something like that.” Pick a lane already. While you’re at it, think back to when you were young, and remember where this source material comes from.
No film can ever please all audiences. But chronic complainers indulge their supposed intellectual superiority by predetermining which imaginary offense will apply to any given comic book flick. Then they use that manufactured animosity to decry a quality decline that doesn’t actually exist, all because they can’t stand to see another dollar go to Disney in support of mass market entertainment they claim is killing “true” cinema. As if movies haven’t been loaded with fanged creatures from gothic fantasy, disfigured monsters, and swashbuckling heroes exploring weird worlds since the day George Melies fired a fat rocket into the moon’s creamy eye.
According to its rap sheet of negative reviews and reactions, “Venom: Let There Be Carnage” commits the crime of treating Eddie Brock and his alien symbiote like Felix and Oscar, or Ross and Rachel, trading epic action for odd couple comedy. Okay, I agree that if bickering banter and the humorous exploration of a push-pull relationship aren’t what one wants or expects from a sequel to a horror-heavy thriller, I can see why the movie might be a lark that’s a letdown. But taken in the spirit its makers intended, “Venom: Let There Be Carnage” turns into a real ripper exploding with cool creatures causing chaos, hilarious laughs, and a Hallmark holiday movie’s worth of heart that’s unexpectedly charming.
And what Tom Hardy, writer Kelly Marcel, and director Andy Serkis intended was to re-imagine an appealingly cheesy 1940s or 1950s monster movie with modern frills and a big budget. Think about it for a minute. The kneejerk reaction to a scene such as Frances Barrison, an imprisoned psychopath who once had a romance with serial killer Cletus Kasady, soaking in a front page article about her Death Row beau would be to wonder, “Hold on, what warden allowed this superpowered villain to read a newspaper featuring her dangerous former lover?” Really though, that’s no more implausible of a beat than some military man mobilizing tanks against a massive radioactive spider, much less the Wolf Man leaping on top of Frankenstein’s Monster.
“Venom: Let There Be Carnage” keeps these old school conceits coming. Shots dissolve into tabloid headlines that deliver information. A news reporter dumps out more exposition via voiceover. Remember arrows animated over a map in movies like “Casablanca?” Films regularly deployed sketchy storytelling shortcuts back in the black-and-white era. I’d bet dollars to donuts Serkis intentionally emulates that style as a cheeky homage to B-movie history. Touchstones reach back into Saturday matinee memories while priming your mind to give in to the gaudiness of energetic antics, just like any awestruck kid whose eyes become Gorilla-glued to wild sights on a big screen would.
“Venom: Let There Be Carnage’s” kookiness doesn’t feel as cheap as it did during those drive-in days because of how engaged its actors are. As a down-on-his-luck mope constantly at odds with an entity hijacking his body, Tom Hardy essentially acts against post-production ADR and CGI the entire time, and he does an outstanding job of making it look like someone else was actually on set alongside him. Michelle Williams carries her character no differently than she would in an Oscar bait effort, yet still sneaks in sly moments like one where she turns on radiant eyes to seduce Venom. Then you also have the ever-reliable Stephen Graham spackling some spaces as a dogged detective determined to get to the bottom of the monster mayhem tearing up California.
Things don’t run as smoothly on the bad guy end. As Frances/Shriek, Naomie Harris comes across like an afterthought inclusion. The script winkingly calls out a different person as “what did we even need him for?” dead weight, except it’s Frances who practically poses a problem since she’s mostly used to pivot plot progression, even when it requires her to suddenly switch allegiances for weird reasons. As main villain Cletus/Carnage, Woody Harrelson doesn’t receive as much time to shine as he should. But it’s still Woody doing Woody things, and that’s always enjoyable even in micro-doses.
Domesticated chickens named Sonny and Cher. Venom draped in glow-stick ropes while living it up at a candy-colored rap concert. I get how some viewers can’t get past the goofiness. I thought about toning down my rating to reflect how deeply divided opinions would be overall. But you know what? I had a fun time, so my score is going in green. With great situational one-liners that play into specific scenes instead of sounding like “written” jokes, “Venom: Let There Be Carnage” is a hell of a lot funnier (deliberately so) than many straight-up comedies that came out in the same year. Anyone is of course free to disagree with my favorability. But if they want to get dismissively angry about it, I had better not hear boo from them whenever I turn my thumb down at a movie they liked ever again.
Review Score: 75
At least the movie only runs 70 minutes, though I suppose that extra 10 technically disqualifies it from being a literal amateur hour.